Today was my first job interview [EVER] for the only job that called back after I applied.
I was nervous last night. I was unsure of how to dress. Business casual, Yessi said. So I did.
Resume copies in my hand.
"May I help you?" The desk receptionist asked.
"Where are the restrooms?" I had to ask (figures I'd have to go right before I was to be called).
"Going through those doors on your left." I understood.
I went through,
On the left there was a wall.
Maybe she meant right?
Oops, there's office cubicles here! go back!
Man, this place is so awesome. The interior designing was so handsome! Oh right, the restrooms!
Maybe I didn't go far enough to see a left.
Stairs. I'm on a balcony? Oh look, a Security is on the bottom floor! ...Am I intruding? must go back!
Oh look at that, the "wall" on the left is actually a panel. There's a hallway on the other side!
Um... conference rooms? More cubicles?
Alright, down this hall... what's that door sign read? "Men"
That must mean there is a "women" around here some.... there!
"Hi, Lydia. I'm Stephanie, please come this way."
I wasn't nervous anymore. The interview was going great.
"There's something I think I should mention," Stephanie informs, "this position is temporary, the training is 4 weeks, and it runs through July."
...that runs through summer vacation!
I was devastated.
Torn to the core.
Los quiero, Familia!!
Even if they offered it to me, I couldn't have it. I wouldn't. I didn't want it anymore.